The golden light shone on Ye Zifeng's handsome face, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Only at close range, can you feel the vast power in that golden true yuan, which is no less than any disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect inheritance.

"Xu Mu Daoyou, there are too many surprises you have brought me. ”

The voice was still steady, but Ye Zifeng's face was no longer calm, although his voice was still gentle.

After that, Ye Zifeng seemed to have made some kind of decision, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately after that, his already imposing momentum increased again.

His eyes were like lightning, and a giant sword phantom emerged from above his head.

The giant sword is as thick as a mountain, and it is one with Ye Zifeng himself.

Xuan-level spiritual root sword giant que.

If you want to become a lineage disciple of the Holy Land, in addition to having extraordinary talent and understanding of the sword, there is also an indispensable point.

It must be a Xuan-level spiritual root.

Looking at the big sword giant que spirit root that appeared above Ye Zifeng's head, and feeling the terrifying power passed down by the giant que, the snow wolf involuntarily turned over the wolf's head and looked at the dead mother-in-law: "Damn, when did the Xuan-level spirit root become a cabbage, I said the old lady...... Fellow Daoist, how many inheritance disciples does the Xuanyuan Sword Sect have?"

"The Seventh Son of Xuanyuan. The dead mother-in-law was expressionless.

She could see that Ye Zifeng was going to use all her strength.

"Seventh son, that is the seven lineage disciples Luo, my wolf mother, where did you find so many Xuan-level spiritual roots in these three holy lands. "The snow wolf's wolf hair stands on end, and the foundation of the Holy Land is really not comparable to the sects of the Four Realms of the Cangrui Domain.

Compared to the Seven Great Xiuzhen Families, they are all insignificant.

The Xuanyuan-level spiritual roots on the surface of the entire Eastern Realm combined, there were not as many Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples as there were Xuanyuan Sword Sect's first-level spiritual root disciples.

"This is the Holy Land. The dead mother-in-law sighed with a complicated expression.

On the other side, Xu Mu's eyes calmly looked at the big sword giant que spirit root suspended above Ye Zifeng's head, and he turned a blind eye to the oppression revealed by the Xuan-level spirit root.

For a person who has a ground-level spiritual root and a Xuan-level spiritual root, the oppressive power of the Xuan-level spiritual root has no deterrent effect on him at all.

Gently exhaling a breath, Xu Mu's hand shook the residual leaf knife, and the golden true yuan instantly covered the blade.

Replace the original White Thunder True Yuan.

"Your sword has been broken!" The golden blade blade was raised, and Xu Mu pointed to the hundred-zhang giant sword in the distance that had been broken in two, and asked Ye Zifeng, with a strong momentum.

Influenced by the Golden True Yuan, Xu Mu's words and deeds have their own majesty.

"Hahaha!" "Hahaha!" In the midst of laughter, Ye Zifeng suddenly looked up at the big sword Juque above his head, and then under Xu Mu's solemn gaze, Juque went straight into the former's eyebrows.

"I am the sword!"

As soon as the words fell, the situation of the unity of the sword reappeared.

This time, Ye Zifeng did not turn into a physical entity.

The phantom of the big sword and giant que stood upright in the sky, enveloping Ye Zifeng's entire person in it.

The sword is him, he is the sword!

"Da Ah Zong's swordsmanship!" After doing all this, Ye Zifeng pointed out, using people as swords, the big sword giant shadow fell, and went straight to Xu Mu.

Boom!

Xu Mu was not afraid, his blonde hair was flying, and he stepped out.

The footsteps on the void were like stepping on an entity.

An invisible ripple spread around his feet as the center.

Then he raised the blade knife in his hand.

Whoa!

The golden remnants of the leaves that filled the sky danced wildly, condensing on the remnant blades.

In an instant, the body of the blade blade also skyrocketed 10,000 times.

A bladeless blade knife no less than a great sword and giant que, emitting a dazzling golden light.

"This time, Brother Xu Mu will definitely win. Xi'er tugged at her pink fist to cheer herself up.

"Babble!" Xiao Jiao glanced at the girl Xi'er, and nodded her immature head with a swear, looking like a human being.

At this moment, not only Ye Zifeng, but even the dead mother-in-law and others below thought that another big collision was about to begin.

But he didn't want to, Xu Mu's hands holding the knife suddenly freed up an arm and stood in the center of his chest.

"Hellthunder Thousand Flashes!"

The ripples that Xu Mu stepped out with just one foot were now transformed into endless thunder.

The thunder was no longer white, but a golden arc of golden light.

At the same time, Ye Zifeng's giant sword had already slashed in front of him.

The giant sword was as vast as a peak, and Ye Zifeng fell towards Xu Mu with a sword.

Xu Mu was not in a hurry, and with a wave of one hand, a red incense burner shot out and stood three feet above his head.

Incense burner!

At the same time, the Optimus Giant Sword, which was held in one hand, also fell.

"Arrogance!" Ye Zifeng's identity, the heir of the Holy Land, saw that Xu Mu actually held a knife in one hand to resist his Da A Zong swordsmanship.

This is tantamount to humiliation.

With a cold snort, Ye Zifeng's eyes were full of murder, and he wanted to cut Xu Mu off with a knife.

Suddenly, the moment when he saw that Ye Zifeng's transformation into a big sword giant que was about to collide with the golden blade knife.

Without warning, a golden spear shot out from the surrounding sea of golden thunder.

The spear is like lightning, and a spear pierces out, accompanied by the sound of thunder.

Ye Zifeng's divine sense covers a radius of thirty miles, and he knows everything around him well.

But he didn't even glance at the golden spear, with the defensive power of his current giant state, how could those unpopular attacks be able to break through.

He had only one goal from beginning to end, and that was Xu Mu.

"Die!" With Ye Zifeng's incomparable self-confidence, Juque and the Golden Leaf Remnant Knife had already collided together.

"One-armed to the heirs of the Holy Land, Xu Mu, is this kid crazy, damn it, if this sword is strong, his big body will have to be cut to shreds. ”

Xue Lang scolded angrily.

The expected boom did not materialize.

Ye Zifeng's eyes froze, and the mighty golden remnant blade knife automatically broke into two under his incredible gaze.

Or it can't be called 'broken', and the blade blade actively disperses in two from the point where it collided with the giant sword.

The residual leaf knife is the condensation of residual leaves, and the 'condensation' and 'dispersion' are just between Xu Mu's thoughts.

He knew, but Ye Zifeng didn't know.

Just like the sword heart technique of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, Ye Zifeng and the dead mother-in-law both knew it, but Xu Mu didn't know, so he suffered a big loss.

Similarly, Ye Zifeng didn't know much about Xu Mu.

So, under Ye Zifeng's dumbfounded expression, the swords and swords that should have collided together were staggered like this.

At the same time, the place where Xu Mu was standing no longer had a trace.

The golden light flashed, and Xu Mu appeared behind Ye Zifeng.

"It's so fast!" Xu Mu's speed after the True Yuan fusion was far beyond Ye Zifeng's expectations.

The latter's eyes immediately burst out, and he wanted to stop the slash of the giant sword, and turned around to attack.

Poof!

That golden thunder spear had already been inserted into the phantom of Ye Zifeng's giant sword.

The Golden Thunder Spear did not have much destructive power, and it did not cause the slightest damage to the Juque Great Sword.

But at the moment when the thunder spear was inserted into the phantom of the giant sword, Ye Zifeng's whole body True Yuan seemed to have been hit by thunder, resulting in an instant of condensation.

From the outside, it looks like a thunderspear nailed to the wall.

Even the people and the sword were forcibly fixed in the void.

And that's just the beginning.

Densely packed, tens of thousands of thunder spears poured out from the golden sea of thunder.

Countless thunder spears were inserted into the phantom of Ye Zifeng's giant que.

Ding! Ding!

Each thunder spear paralyzed the True Yuan in Ye Zifeng's body, causing his body to stagnate.

Such a thunder spear fell on him.

He really couldn't move.

Even if he used the power of the spiritual root, he couldn't do it.

On the other side, the golden blade knife that spread out into a broken knife had been held by Xu Mu again.

The power of the residual blade knife is condensed to a mess.

"This is the real killer move!" With an indifferent expression, Xu Mu once again raised the leaf remnant knife in his hand.

At the same time, a secret power erupted from the incense burner, which merged directly into its blade.

"What a cunning boy. The dead mother-in-law's eyes lit up, and she understood what Xu Mu's strange behavior was.

It turned out that everything just now was to invite you into the urn, Xu Mu didn't understand the fighting style of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and he didn't plan to fight Ye Zifeng again from the beginning.

All the foreshadowing done before is for the fatal blow at this moment.

"Flowing Blade Fire Chop!" A golden true yuan surged and frantically poured towards the remnant blade.

The golden light bloomed, and the sharp sword was several times stronger than Fang Cai's blood qi thunder long knife, plus the increase of the incense burner.

This knife can cut life and death.

"Die!"

After shouting, the dazzling sword swept the distance between Xu Mu and Ye Zifeng, and slashed at the latter's already immobile figure.

But that's not the end of it.

The golden leaf remnant blade dissipated between Xu Mu's hands, and he freed his right hand and grabbed it in the direction of the dense golden thunder spear.

"Boom!"

The blinding light drowned out everything in sight.

Even the dead mother-in-law, who was quite cultivated, had to squint her eyes.

Snow wolf, Xiao Jiao, and Xi'er are even more so, if they look at it directly, their eyes will be hit hard.

Boom, Boom, Boom!

The only thing they could feel was the deafening roar in their ears.

With every thump, their hearts fluttered.

Binh Duong state, on the horizon, rises the second round of the great sun.

It's a pity that it is fleeting, and mortals have no time to capture that short-lived light.

The golden light had vanished.

After a long time, calm returned.

The clouds in a radius of more than ten miles were scattered by this blow.

The sky is washing.

Only Xu Muna's figure still exuding a bright golden light was still standing arrogantly in the sky.

Opposite him, the phantom of the giant sword had disappeared without a trace.

"Dead, dead, that little bastard of the Xuanyuan Sect is dead!

"Roar!" After the wolf roared, the cheerful dragon moan of the little dragon was also mixed in.

It bounced in place, revealing its innocence.

The dead mother-in-law also looked at the figure in the void with complicated eyes, and said: "With such a knife, no one can take it under the void." ”

"With this son here, the Guiyuan Sect will surely rise. ”

The dead mother-in-law could see it clearly, Xu Mu's two true yuan were condensed, and his combat power was almost soaring, and Ye Zifeng, who could have been able to draw with him.

It was almost crushed by the superiority of crushing.

"I'll just say, Brother Xu Mu is the most powerful. Xi'er had a natural expression on her face, looking at the golden back above the sky dome full of adoration.

(End of chapter)